A New Feeling

of complete dread.
I guess up until this week I've been kind of looking forward to going back to school and hitting all the books at DTS. But something about this being the last week before school starts again makes me have that feeling I used to get when I had to go back to school after Christmas break.

I can't explain the exact reason why - maybe it's the Greek or the no flip-flops rule. Maybe suicide greek left a bad taste in my mouth....

Anyway - I'm probably the only one who feels this way. I'm sure all of the other good DTS-ers (excluding Matt who doesn't have to ever visit campus) are more than thrilled to go back.

16th months

My niece is my newest and youngest piano student. If only my adult students could have such great posture.

I'm spying on myself

Matt recently showed me GoogleEarth. Amazing. You can check out anyplace on the globe with this thing...
Makes you wonder just how much big brother does know....

No - It's not ours

Patrick and Tiffany Thomas just had a little baby boy - Nehemiah.

My CD player is broken in my car. As a result I've listened to countless hours of boring radio...and not hardly any of 94.9 or 90.9 because I just get so sick of the same early 90s sounding stuff.
Anyway - I did find something that would fit in the 'contemporary christian' category that I really like. Finally some real lyrics from a CCM artist.




Hold On
Nichole Nordeman

It will find you at the bottom of a bottle
It will find you at the needle's end
It will find you when you beg and steal and borrow
It will follow you into a stranger's bed

It will find you when they serve you with the papers
It will find you when the locks have changed again
It will find you when you've called in all your favors
It will meet you at the bridge's highest ledge

So baby don't look down, it's a long way
The sum will come around to a new day

So hold on Love will find you
Hold On He's right behind you now
Just turn around And love will find you


It will find you when the doctor's head is shaking
It will find you in a boardroom, mostly dead
It will crawl into the foxhole where you're praying

It will curl up in your halfway empty bed

So baby don't believe that it's over
Maybe you can't see round the corner


So hold on Love will find you
Hold On He's right behind you now
Just turn around And love will find you


To hang between two theives in the darkness
Love must believe you are worth it

I'm all moved in.

But Comcast can't install cable internet until August 11th. Ich liebe dial-up.